Night!
The moon is dark, and the wind is high!
The ancient monastery Fantian Temple is silent at this moment.
The shadow of death hangs over everyone's heart.
Everyone is asking, is our Human Clan really going to face extinction?
However, no one can give a definite answer.
Because the answer is too heavy.
Heavy to the point where no one dares to confront it.
Snow Princess gazed at the starry sky and murmured, "If only Li Chen were here, he'd surely have a way to deal with this!"
Before her words had faded, a pessimist voiced a dissenting opinion.
"What would Li Chen do if he were here? After all, he's just one person, not a god. The Demon Path and Beast Spirit Clan have come out in full force. This time our Human Clan is finished, finished, truly finished!"
After saying this, he fell to the ground, weeping bitterly to the heavens.
Pessimism and despair spread like a plague among the crowd.
It seems like tomorrow is the end of the world.
